Accidental Poet

Battle Scars of Time

 

A man of the present

Battles a fearsome foe of the past

To save a little boy

And protect an old man of the future

They say, “Time heals all wounds”

But not always true, this I say

So quickly the past awakes

Daggers of anger thrown in haste

Only to be recalled in apology

And reused again another day

 

Eternal guilt

Helplessness

Numbness

Exhaustion

Confusion

 

Bills to be paid

Responsibilities of employment

And desires of the heart

Can I make it all work?

Dear ones wish to help

Reassurances of self-worth

Fear of uncertainty

Questioning what’s real or not

Bad memories of younger days

When and where does it end?

 

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